" They are the prisoners of their personal history. Eeryone believes that the main aim in life is to follow a plan. They never ask if that plan is theirs or if its was created by another person. They accumulate experiences, memories, things, other people's ideas, and it is more than they can possibly cope with. And that is why they forget their dreams."
Coelho, The Zahir
This pretty much sums up why i'm still single (by choice)
when i love someone, i really lose myself. i'm drowned and drunk and blinded.

how did you spend last valentines'?
i can so remember last year, because it was the first time i broke the curfew. big time breaking the unspoken curfew.
it was the night when i learnt that we can speak, even in silence.
i spend the dawn with someone i truly cared, thinking about the crazy few months we had.
a year later today, i'm still amazed that we've come this far.

this year got to be the most un-happening valentines' ever :(